Not only Dongfang Crane, but even An Duhong's expression has changed again and again, I just feel that this second aunt is weird everywhere, and she is less than twenty years old to build a foundation, no wonder Dongfang Crane wants to talk about the second aunt at all costs.

If this second aunt really joins the Zixia Temple and becomes the pride of the first day of the Zixia Temple, then whether Ning Gui can pass the palace exam that will be held in a few months is already a matter of two questions.

Ning Chen didn't have time to care about the reactions of the Great Elders in Xihong City, but after just a few breaths, his face had become ugly.

Although his Mahayana Sutra and the Holy Enchantment are powerful weapons for restraining the Yin Spirit, the cultivation of the Kunlan clone is too high, and he has already built the foundation of the Pool Realm.

Even though Ning Chen is already at the peak of the Spring Realm now, there is still such a big gap between the Spring Realm and the Pool Realm before, even if this gap is no longer as huge as foundation building and condensation.

After a few breaths of time, the wind of black resentment sacrificed by Quinlan's clone was already roaring, and it began to approach Ning Chen little by little, obviously fighting alone, Ning Chen was already a little overwhelmed.

Seeing this scene, how could Han Yunshan and Princess Baolong, who were still standing on Erqing's shoulders, sit idly by, and there was no longer the slightest pause, Han Yunshan and Princess Baolong showed their respective magic weapons one after another, and then rose into the air, one left and one right, attacking towards the Quinlan clone from two directions.

Princess Baolong squeezed out the glazed silk, like a green rainbow, and Han Yunshan used the divine bone flower basket to sacrifice a sea of seven-colored flowers.

"I didn't expect two more ants to come together to send them to death, so I'll fulfill you. Quinlan's clone looked at Han Yunshan and Princess Baolong, who were on the left and right, his expression did not change in the slightest, and his two arms suddenly raised up. Suddenly, two clouds of red smoke like blood skeletons. Bombarded towards Han Yunshan and Princess Baolong respectively.

It's just that what Quinlan's clone never expected was. As the two blood-smoke skeletons collided with the glazed silk and the seven-colored flower sea, the blood-colored skeletons did not occupy the slightest upper hand, and they had the posture of being counterattacked.

"This ......" Quinlan's doppelganger's expression couldn't help but change, and he made such a voice: "What's the matter?

You must know that the Quinlan clone has already used all his strength against Ning Chen's body, and if the separated power wants to deal with the virgin Dao Tianjiao and the children of the Lingqiu Sect Tianjiao at the same time, it will undoubtedly be extremely difficult.

And in the middle of the wind, Andu Red and Oriental Crane. Seeing such a scene, they were even more petrified on the spot, and their jaws were about to hit the ground.

Killing them, they couldn't believe that in the small gang of the second aunt, the second aunt was not the only one to build the foundation, which was too evil.

It's no wonder that the second aunt has no fear, walking sideways in the Yinbei ruins, and the three foundations don't sweep everything to be weird!

It's just that they can't figure out why the blood ghost mosquito didn't attack them?

"Oriental cranes. It seems that your previous worries are completely unnecessary. Anduhong's eyes widened, looking at the picture in the light curtain. muttered.

The untraced Taoist on the side, his face changed again and again, I don't know whether he is happy or worried, the happy thing is that Han Yunshan, the proud daughter of the former Shangqing Guantian, has successfully built the foundation, and the worry is that Han Yunshan seems to no longer want to kill the second aunt, and with Han Yunshan's help, it is even more difficult to let the second aunt die.

The hearts of the Traceless Daoists are like a rope, twisted together.

As for the Quinlan clone, looking at the glazed silk and the seven-colored sea of flowers breaking through the blood smoke skeleton little by little, he had no choice but to withdraw the wind of black resentment and go all out to fight against Han Yunshan and Princess Baolong.

It's just that Ning Chen, Han Yunshan, and Princess Baolong have been cooperating for many days, so how could they give Quinlan's clone such a chance.

Almost at the moment when the Quinlan clone had just withdrawn the wind of black resentment, Ning Chen's eyes flashed even colder, and the dragon's spine sickle on his fingertips turned for two weeks, and then transformed into a silver bone dragon more than ten zhang long, and after letting out a piercing dragon roar, he went straight towards the Kunlan clone.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the dragon's scythe biting towards him with a rolling roaring majesty, Quinlan's clone couldn't help but make such a sound, and it was no longer an easy thing for Quinlan to deal with three foundation building stage monks at the same time.

Helpless, the Quinlan clone could only be distracted again, took out a red bloody flying sword from the Dikun bag, and sacrificed it straight towards the dragon's scythe.

Thundered!

In the blink of an eye, as the Dragon's Scythe and the Blood Flying Sword collided together, a deafening roar suddenly resounded across the earth, and the rolling roar even spread throughout the entire Spirit Dove Domain, and the violent explosion even made the red rays in the sky tremble faintly.

It can be seen how powerful the monks of the two foundation building periods were.

However, what is even more heartwarming is that with the collision of the two magic weapons, the third-level dragon spine scythe did not fall into the slightest victory in the face of the peerless magic weapon of the foundation building period, the Blood Flying Sword, even if Ning Chen's cultivation was not as good as the Kunlan clone.

Such a scene undoubtedly shocked Quinlan's body and mind, and there was no doubt that the power of this dragon's spine scythe was far beyond his imagination.

Click, click......

Accompanied by a series of cracking sounds, what shocked Quinlan's clone even more was that the tip of his bloody flying sword had already appeared in the slightest crack, and it had the posture of crumbling on the spot.

"How is this possible? What kind of magic weapon is this little cub using?" Quinlan's clone couldn't help but make such a sound, at this moment, he could clearly feel that the dragon's spine sickle in Ning Chen's hand, even if it was placed in the Gumo Sect in Xihuang, was definitely a treasure.

Bang!

Before Quinlan's clone could react too much, under the powerful power of the Tsuki-based Divine Soldier Dragon's Scythe, the Blood Flying Sword was directly shattered by the bombardment, and then bombarded straight towards Quinlan's clone!

Seeing this scene, the blood-colored pupils of Quinlan's clone couldn't help but shrink slightly, if this was hit, even if he was in the Foundation Building Pool Realm, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

In desperation, Quinlan's clone could only exert his strength under his feet, soaring into the air, and was forced to avoid the triple blows of Ning Chen, Han Yunshan, and Princess Baolong.

It's just that what Quinlan's clone didn't expect was that at the time when he was forced to leave the Soul Sacrifice Tower and come to mid-air, he found that for some reason, behind him, an incomparably large cyan figure had appeared, holding a big rattan stick full of thorns in his hand, and he was Erqing!

"I'm sorry, brother, I was also forced by my second aunt to be helpless, so I had to take action!"

Erqing said a word to the Quinlan clone, then raised the big rattan stick and smashed it down against the Kunlan clone, the hatred of the attack was so decisive that there was no sign of being persecuted.

Looking at the big rattan stick behind him that was thicker than a towering tree and smashed towards him, Quinlan felt hatred in his body and mind, and he had no choice but to ignite a puff of black smoke and use his aura to protect his body!

Bang!

At the moment when this layer of black smoke rose up, the big rattan stick in Er Qing's hand had already slammed into the skull of Quinlan's clone.

Suddenly, Quinlan only felt that the sky was dark for a while, and his eyes were full of stars, and his heart was even more shocked, what he never expected was that the lake spirit behind him had already built a foundation!

A monk of the Foundation Building Pool Realm, facing the four Great Monks of the Spring Realm, obviously, there is almost no advantage at all, especially Ning Chen holds the Foundation Building Divine Weapon, Han Yunshan and Princess Baolong are also the proud daughters of the sky, and the magic weapon in their hands is not weak at all.

After stumbling a few times in mid-air, Quinlan's clone barely stabilized, but he still felt a pain in his skull.

Looking at the four foundation building monks in front and behind, the expression of the Quran clone obviously became much more serious, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"I didn't expect that there would be four people to build the foundation, but do you think that the four foundation building monks will be able to defeat me?" said the Quinlan clone vigilantly as he looked around and said word by word.

"Then try it. Ning Chen was kneeling cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and the dragon's spine sickle was like a real dragon lingering back and forth beside him, and with rolling killing intent.

"In that case, I can only use all my strength. Quinlan's clone spoke, and then his arms suddenly opened, and he immediately looked at the entire Soul Sacrifice Tower, and the majestic black smoke billowed out of the Soul Sacrifice Tower, forming a large black cloud in the sky, shooting the sky and covering the sun.

In the black clouds, distorted human beings and blood-colored thunderbolts continued to shine, and the originally clear sky suddenly became pitch black.

At the same time, looking at the Quinlan clone is even more flickering, and the whole person then blends into the black clouds in the sky, and a moment later, in the huge black clouds, a pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened, and a human face composed of black smoke appeared in the black clouds.

This face is exactly the one of Qumran clone.

"Now I'll show you my true strength!" Quinlan's clone said, and the next moment, looking at this black cloud, a huge hand instantly condensed, and blasted straight towards the top of the mountain where Ning Chen was.

The huge palm can even hold the entire mountain, and where the palm wind passes, the wail is endless.

Facing the thunderous black palm that fell from the sky and smashed head-on, Ning Chen only felt an unprecedented sense of oppression rushing towards his face, making his spirit feel endless oppression.

However, at this moment, Ning Chen's face did not have the slightest fear or fear, but looked peaceful, while silently reciting the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, he frantically mobilized the aura in his body.

In a moment, looking at the mountain peak where Ning Chen is located, it is already full of golden light, the whole mountain peak is like a Buddha statue, and at the same time it is like a real dragon's dragon spine sickle, from the bottom to the top, roaring towards the thunder mang's black palm, behind the dragon's spine sickle, followed by six holy wood swords!

Boom Rumble......

As the dragon's spine sickle covered by golden light and the holy wood sword collided with the thunder mang's black palm, a deafening roar resounded through the earth, and the aura fluctuations formed by the impact made the grass and trees of the surrounding peaks shatter, the mountain cracked, and the rolling boulders continued to roll down from the mountain, as if the sky was falling apart.

Although he felt extremely strained, and the coercion above his head made him unable to penetrate, Ning Chen still used the Dragon's Scythe and the Holy Wood Sword to resist the full force of the Kunlan clone's palm.

For a moment, I saw that the Dragon's Scythe, the Holy Wood Sword, and the Thundermang's Black Palm were frozen in mid-air, and the billowing aura emanating from the surroundings even distorted the surrounding air. (To be continued.) )